bringing England and Germany together. When I
went to Paris the triumph no longer consisted in bringing back
orders but in cancelling them. On paper we were amassing fortunes;
in reality, if one took purchasing power as the standard, the mill
was growing poorer every day, but we were too ignorant of monetary
matters to realize this.
The workers, seeing the factory gorged with orders and prices rising,
quite naturally demanded their part in this prosperity; they hoped
by some miracle to see their wages rise and the price of manufactured
goods fall. Almost every week one trade union or another demanded
io per cent or 20 per cent increase. The employers agreed to everything.
What difference did it make to them? Selling prices seemed to have
no limits. They did not become hostile until professional agitators
took over the question of wages in order to make it an instrument
of domination. Then their pride as employers rebelled. Elbeuf entered
upon a period of political strikes. In Bernard Quesnay I have described
the most serious of them and the sadness of silent workrooms with
their glittering and motionless machinery. Workers who had been
my father's friends and my own put their names to insulting notices.
Those who wanted to keep on working and who were few in number,
were attacked, humiliated, beaten. This state of war between Frenchmen
made me suffer more than I can say. Ever since I had been at the
mill I had tried my best to be fair, but the adversaries in these
two camps loved their prejudices more than justice. Who was grateful
to me for my efforts? The executives said to me: `You're weak';
the workers: `You are our enemy.' I was tired of this struggle
in which I had no allies. I even missed the war. There if you suffered,
at least you had the satisfaction of feeling yourself united with
your comrades.
Soon the excessive rise in prices brought a crisis. It was sudden
and terrible. Our clients, who had been purchasing madly, brutally
applied the brakes. In a few days half our orders were cancelled.
In a few weeks the strikes had been succeeded by unemployment.
The workmen, haughty and hostile yesterday, were all of a sudden
friendly and docile. Looms came to rest in the sleeping mill. The
value of stocks in hand fell precipitately, and since the value
had been assessed in a depreciated currency, we discovered that
during these three years of folly we had lost our substance.
`We're children,' my cousin Robert Fraenckel said to me sadly.
`We should have done our book-keeping in terms of gold. By measuring

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